Great Creator

Chapter 311 Darkness Comes to the World (12)

"Give up, Guan Meng! The Mozong is not worth your efforts!"

"The Palace Mistress cherishes your talent and will recruit you. Guan Meng, you died in vain. Don't you want to live?"

Guan Meng was silent.

Solicit? hehe.

It's just controlled by people.

She, and everyone behind her, made a desperate decision to attract a large group of decent troops here, so that the young disciples could leave with the demon sect's dossier and ordinary congregants.

After all, she still doesn't want them all to die.

To die, she and the other old people will die first!

Guan Meng stretched out his left hand, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and was about to strike again, risking the last half of his life, at least killing a few people would be enough.

However, at this time, there was a rush of footsteps, followed by Lin Zhuo's familiar shout:

"Master Saint! We are here to save you!"

Guan Meng's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily without looking back: "Didn't I ask you to take someone away first? Why did you come to save me?"

She didn't know that Lin Zhuo was determined to bring someone to save him from the very beginning, but no matter what she said, let the old man die and the young man stay.

Lin Zhuo shouted:

"My lord, even though we are different in age, the heart to guard the Demon Sect to death, isn't it the same for us!"

"Haha, yes."

Guan Meng smiled bitterly.

She knew it would be like this, and if so, that's fine.

Guan Meng looked up and looked at more than four hundred decent masters in front of him, which was more than four times the number of all of them!

"Lin Zhuo, Sang Xiu, we are not wronged if we die here together!"

Guan Meng raised the knife and said loudly.

She obviously has an extremely bright appearance, but at this moment, covered in blood, covered in cuts and bruises, with long knives facing the wind, there is a sense of grandeur of generosity and tragedy.

Her blade was raised, pointing at the upright leaders.

"I am the saint of the Demon Sect. Today, I want to make the reputation of the Demon Sect be recorded in the history of Jianghu!"

Lin Zhuo had tears in his eyes, he understood what Guan Meng meant. The history of the rivers and lakes was originally written in blood, and he also raised his arms and shouted:

"Disciple of the Demon Sect, listen to my orders, today's bloody battle will never stop!"

All the disciples responded in groups:

"I will never die!"

Under the effect of internal force, the sound rumbled and spread out with majestic momentum.

"Sure enough, all the demon sects have come." A righteous person who was still trying to persuade him to surrender before sneered at Guan Meng, "It really works if you don't kill them immediately. What's the use of dying the old ones? Catch them all!"

However, this mind-boggling tactic can no longer affect Guan Meng at all.

The gorgeous sword light suddenly bloomed in the arena with the innate power unique to the magic kung fu, burning like a flame.

The magic power is running at full strength in the body, and every time Zhou Tian turns, it will take away a trace of vitality in Guan Meng's body, but the blade glow in her hand has also become more dangerous, and almost every shot will take away a life.

Lin Zhuo and Sang Xiu watched her fall into the enemy's crowd and took on the greatest pressure alone. They admired her and felt sad at the same time. Senior Guan Meng, this is a life-for-life ah!

Just at this time.

"Take care of your dreams, that's enough."

Outside the battlefield, someone spoke softly, and then, the color of the world changed.

The black aura spread quickly like poured ink, covering the entire world in just an instant.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the vermilion earth, and the emerald green vegetation all lost their color in an instant, and were re-given with a dark color by the unknown existence.

The vision shocked everyone present, a sense of fear of the mysterious and unknown, which made them put down their weapons and stop fighting. All of a sudden, a needle could be heard on the battlefield.

In the dark world, someone came over.

That man is the center of darkness.

From his body, countless small black rays of light flew up, flickered in the air, and then merged into the whole world.

Guan Meng looked at him and said:

"You really are... the Great Demon God of the Demon Realm."

Until today, Guan Meng finally believed in the identity that Huang Si said back then.

Except for the real Great Demon God, no one can make the world look like the legendary Demon World!

Only then did Lin Zhuo and Sang Xiu come to their senses, and they also realized Huang Si's identity, so they bowed down in unison with the formal etiquette of the Demon Sect to worship the Demon God, and shouted loudly:

"Disciples of the Demon Sect welcome the arrival of the Great Demon God of the Demon Realm!"

After the sound, all the Demon Sect members present knelt down and repeated this sentence.

Their bodies are trembling with excitement, how many years have they waited, more than ten years, decades?

No!

Since the first demon god came to the world and let the world know the existence of demons, almost a thousand years have passed!

Their Demon Sect finally expected the arrival of the Demon God they worshiped as they believed in the gods!

Huang Si walked up to Guan Meng, stopped, and then reached out to her.

Because of lack of physical strength, Guan Meng barely supported her body with the knife. Seeing Huang Si stretching out her hand, she didn't hold it, but just raised her head and looked at him.

"Why?" Guan Meng asked.

Although there was no specific question, Huang Si already understood her question.

She wanted to ask why Huang Si only came to her and rescued her.

Before she knew the answer, she didn't even want to hold on to her last hope.

"Because, I don't want you to die. I don't want to wait until you die, or kill you with my own hands to assimilate you. So, Guan Meng, I want to know if your faith is strong enough to change something that even I can't change. "Huang Si looked into her clear eyes and asked gently: "Guan Meng, is what you said back then still valid?"

"You mean..."

In fact, Guan Meng had already slightly guessed which sentence it was, but, facing the familiar face that had not changed for more than ten years and made her angry and troubled, that sentence got stuck in her throat, and she couldn't face it. He said it.

"When you took over as the saint, you said to me, you swore at that time, the great demon god of the demon world..."

Guan Meng's voice sounded, and after taking over Huang Si's words, she recited the words that had echoed in her heart countless times in a trembling voice:

"The great demon god of the demon world, all demon gods, please also listen to the oath of the believer Guan Meng. The believer swears here that he will dedicate his life to worship the demon god, become the representative of the demon world in the world, and take over the position of the saint..."

Her voice became louder and her back, which was originally aroused by physical exhaustion, gradually straightened, and a strong aura erupted from her body: "In the past, now, and in the future, I will always believe in the Demon God with sincerity—"

"The saint is in charge of dreams, die without regrets!"

She remembered.

Once vowed, this life's decision.

It does not change because of foreign objects, and does not fade away because of time.

Guan Meng finally stretched out his hand.

"Dedicate your soul to me and become my family." Huang Si said to her, "Then, I will give you strength. I don't save the Mozong, because the Mozong should be saved by you."